Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 39

Everyone thought Chloe was just making a last-ditch effort to avoid embarrassment. It was obvious she was at her limit.

Getting the ball in the hole in four strokes on a golf course was considered pro-level. Three strokes was called a birdie and was already impressive. Two strokes, known as an eagle, was the mark of top athletes. A hole-in-one? That was rarer than winning the lottery—practically impossible.

Chloe stood at the tee, lifted her golf club high, and swung with all her might. The ball soared through the air, tracing a high arc straight towards the green.

Everyone rushed to the green. Devon was the first to get there. When he saw no ball on the green, he searched in disbelief before it dawned on him to check the hole. Sure enough, he found Chloe’s golf ball nestled inside.

Devon froze for a half-second, then excitedly raised the ball, shouting, “A hole-in-one! Ms. Chloe got a hole-in-one!” He looked even happier than if he’d made the shot himself.

Everyone was stunned. This seemingly delicate Ms. Chloe had scored a hole-in-one. For professional players, it was something that might've happened once in 20,000 shots. It required absolute skill and a hefty dose of luck.

quickly across the entire course. More and more people came to see her since

well-prepared and had a bunch of envelopes in her sports backpack. She instructed the caddies to

“Ms. Chloe came prepared.”

her three-stroke

got to admit, Ms. Chloe really had you figured

where did Ms. Chloe learn? Could it really be her skill that

she have the envelopes ready in advance if

casually responded to the surrounding crowd, then looked at Connor. “Mr. Connor,

replied coolly, “I only said we’d talk if you won. I never agreed to give

he

not very gentlemanly, picking on a young